Yesterday, Jonathan and I did a 5K in Gonzales, LA. We noticed that we were the fastest walkers in the 5K so there ended up being several people behind us. When we made a turn into the end of the 2nd mile, we noticed that NO ONE was left behind us (that we could see) and NONE of them had passed us. We then began to grump about how it sucks that people cheat and turn back (or in this case, had skipped the loop from mile 1 to 2). We tossed around phrases about finishing what you start, etc. It ended up that not everyone turned around...there was an older couple that was at least 15 minutes behind us and indeed did finish, but at least 20 people just plain quit and that really bothered me...until today.
Today I decided to go biking instead of walking my normal Sunday 6 miles. I have not biked in forever. I started out in Abita Springs, on the Tammany Trace. I rode all the way to Slidell (about 24 miles). I had three bottles of water with me, but it was SOOOO hot today (easily in the 90s). I had gone through all three bottles by the time I was on my way back and going through Lacombe. I rode as far as I could which happened to be near Fountainbleau State Park (about 14 miles back from Slidell). I was afraid to go much further without water and there was not going to be a chance to get anymore for another 5ish miles. So I called Jon to bring me water. I knew that he was at least 15-20 minutes away, but I really felt like I was going to pass out. I sat down, waited on the Trace, but then decided that my best bet would be to walk up to the main road to wait for him. The whole time I was bummed that I didn't finish the round-trip back to Abita. But then those people from yesterday came to mind...I have no idea why they didn't finish either...maybe someone got a blister? Maybe someone got dehydrated or sick? So my lesson was to not jump to conclusions about people not finishing. Maybe the victory is just in starting? The phrase "It's not how you start, it's how you finish" may not be accurate. Maybe it's just that you start. Every step I take forward is a step closer to my goal - even if it's just 1 step or 10 steps or 100 steps. I rode 38 miles more today than I did yesterday...or in 2010...or in 2009. I need to be happy with that.
Lesson #2 that I learned is to ALWAYS carry more water than you think you will need. For sure I will bring a ton of water from now on.
Lesson #3 - You really find out who's got your back when you're in a jam...special thanks to our awesome friend Dustin who was way closer than Jon and came to my rescue with about 100 oz of water after Jon called him to help until Jon could get there to pick me up. MUCH appreciated.
So this was just a little impromptu post, but more later!
Janel
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